Vera.
He crawled into my room ever so stealthily, careful not to make any noise but I still heard him. And I shivered knowing what he was about to do. This isn't the first time he'll make an attempt to try and sleep with me and everytime I resisted him. Sometimes it'll end in a brawl with some wounds and scars which he hid so perfectly from his wife so he wouldn't find out what he was up to. Why can't he understand that I can't let him into my pants? Just why!?
So I stayed still, to give him the impression that I was still asleep meanwhile I was wide awake and aware of each and every move he made. He finally got the bed and in a yank pulled the sheets off. My heart did a summersault. His hands went straight beneath my pyjamas and I swallowed a scream. I know my life would be better if I just let him know do what he wants to do but for some reason I can't, my body never cooperated with my mind and I couldn't understand why...
Just when he was about to pull my pants off, I shrieked and started kicking my legs furiously. Two strong hands landed on that and held in position. Then he put his entire weight on me making it impossible for me to move... I could feel his boner within my thighs and the thought of that in me just made me want to throw up.
"Bitch!" He cursed under his breath. I was shaking furiously now. His hands played around my body, sickening me but I didn't dare make a sound. His wife was going to come in any minute now and if she caught us like this.... I cant even begin to imagine. He pulled up my pants and positioned himself steadily onto me. I was already sweating profusely.
Just as he was about to strike, my body defied my mind rules of staying in position as I grabbed the alarm clock beside me and smashed it on his head. He groaned in pain and lifted himself away from me. I immediately stood up, panting furiously. I made to run out of the room but he dragged me back and slammed me on the bed, covering my mouth with his hand while I struggled for freedom. He tore up my pyjamas so he could gain entrance to my body. One hand slid my pants off my body and once again I was naked under his eyes.
But I didn't give up, my body and mind wouldn't let me. I furiously searched for what I could use to defend I myself and luckily I did. The alarm clock I had broken on his head had pieces of glass lying around I picked one up and stabbed his stomach with it. He staggered backwards, his stomach bleeding. I stared in shock.... I just murdered someone...
Just then, his wife walked in and turning on the lights saw the commotion. Her husband on the floor, bleeding his life out and I, almost naked.
" You wench!" She shrieked and attacked me grabbing me by the hair. I cried out in pain, from fry pan to fire. Then sent a hard hit across my face, I fell to the floor and hit my head on the bed. Another scar. By now the entire house hold had woken up and we're already in my room.
" Please... help me." Her husband groaned on the floor. She rushed over to him and kissed him.
" Don't worry honey, we'll get you to the hospital right away. Someone call the ambulance!" Her little daughter rushed out of the room to do just that.
" When I get back, I don't want to see you here..." she gritted, staring daggers at me. " Get your God forsaken self out of my house! Get out before you kill the rest of us!" She thundered.
" I'm sorry...." I mumbled. But she was right, I don't belong here. Nothing of mine is here. Her husband was still bleeding and even though he was in pain, I'm sure he's glad I'll be finally leaving his house. Her daughter, Lily came back to the room.
" Mom, dad... the ambulance is already here." She announced quietly.
" Thank you." She said and dragged her husband up, leading him to the ambulance. I silently watched them go before turning to the blood filled floor. I had best clean this up before finally packing my bags.
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Hi, I'm sure you must be wondering who I am. Well my name is Vera Freeman which is ironical since everywhere I've gone I've been found in chains, chains that I can't seem to break out from. You must have guessed right, those people aren't my real family. If they are, my dad wouldn't try to rape me or my mom would never send me out of the house. At least I think they wouldn't. The truth is, I don't remember them. I remember nothing from my past, no matter how hard I tried.
The Colton's found me by the seashore one day during their vacation all battered and almost dead and they decided to help me. When I eventually woke up from my coma, I found out that I had amnesia and so I couldn't remember anything. Bedsides they were no notification of any child being missing so they didn't know what to do with me. Eventually they brought me in and started to take care of me. I was glad for that, at least I thought I was.
Until her husband began to make advances at me. His wife never noticed and when I tried to complain she would wave me off. Now she finds out but kicks me out of the house. I deserve it anyway, I deserve every single thing she does to me. If I keep staying here I might eventually kill everyone of them so I made sure I packed my things after I finished the clean up. I'll leave the house tonight, and go wherever the wind leads me.
Dropping the equipments I used in the bathroom, I stared at myself one last time in the bathroom. Big dark eyes, a result of lots of crying, cracked lips, multiple scars in every side of my body even more beneath my clothes, pale skin. It made me feel dead and I liked it. Because I wanted to die. I let my long dark hair down and wore my worn out hoodie. Then walked out of the bathroom to my room and carried my bags. Then picking up my necklace, the only possession I ever had, looked around the room one last time before walking out, closing the door behind me.
Lily was in the parlor, watching TV while waiting for her parents returned. When she noticed she wasn't the only one in the room she turned and saw me. I managed a small smile.
" You're leaving." She said.
" Yes, there's nothing for me here. When your mom comes back, tell her I'm sorry and I'll never trouble her again. " She nodded slowly. Then got off the couch and hugged me. I stiffened.
" Take care of yourself." She whispered.
" I'll try." Disengaging from the hug, I made my way to the door, opening it.
The dark night lay before me. Darkness surrounded me. Just like the one I felt in my soul. Little Sparks of light came from the city before me and that was where I was headed. With a few dollars in my pocket, a bag slung to my shoulders, I heaved a sigh and put my hoodie on and began walking.... Walking into the night.
I just hope I am not dead before tomorrow morning.
Empty. It's the only word I can use to describe the streets I walk in. The only sound I hear, is the occasional hoot of an owl which was nearby, adding to the eerie. I shuffled along, skipping over stagnant waters, and using the lights before me to lead the way. The cold wind wisped around me, making me grip my body tighter. I was shivering, my teeth clattering, but I dare not stop walking. It's just a matter of time before I get to the city. Paranoia fills me and I begin to look around me, having thoughts that someone might be following me. But it's all in my head. I finally get on the streets that are lit by night lamps and keep walking. This is usually the most dangerous part of town because dangerous people hide beneath the shadows, waiting for the next hapless people to fall into their trap and I just might be one of them. My pace quickens and so does my breath. It doesn't take long before I break into a run…. And o
It's the early hours of the morning and I'm twisting and turning on the tiny bed. It's the same nightmares, they never end. It all begins with a car crashing into another, everywhere bloody and nobody surviving and it doesn't end there then a woman is crying bitterly, maybe she's the wife of the deceased and two girls comforting her, Their faces blurry so I can't recognize them, after that, gunshots and a young lady sprawled on the hard floor with a man above her and some more waiting in line. It's all so nauseating and sickening I want to open my eyes but they are sealed shut and am jerking on the bed. Just before I wake up, I feel myself been thrown off a cliff and landing with a splash into the icy sea, and boom everything blacks out... I think I'm dead. Until I feel a pair of hands shaking me roughly and I realize I'm still alive. I slowly open my eyes and, of course, they are tear-filled with beads of sweat forming and
(Three years later) Ray's P. O. V My phone beeping wakes me up. It's not even my alarm. I groan and, half-awake, use my hand to feel and take my phone, which is on the bedside table. Unlocking it, I find out it's a message. From David. David: Last night was a blast!! Let's do it again today. There's a new resort opening at Florida bay, we can hang out there, close to the sea. It'll be fun. Waiting for your reply. I let out a small smile. Fully awake now, I send him a quick reply. Ray: Okay... Whatever you say. I get out of my king-sized bed, stretched my body. Running my hands through my shaggy hair, I let out a small groan. I had better take those hangover pills. Picking myself up, I shuffle into the bathroom and clean myself up. Once I'm through, I step out of the room down the stairs to the dining area where my mum is always in. The na
Ray's P. O. V It did take some time, but I eventually found a shop that was still open. It looked like a restaurant and very few people in it. Walking briskly, I crossed the road and walked into the shop, jingling a bell as the door opened. Everyone seemed to be minding their business as no one paid attention to the new customer. I walked over to bartender and after exchanging pleasantries, stated my reason for coming here. She offered to help but told me I had to wait a wile my phone was still charging. " No problem ma'am. Thanks by the way." I said and nodded. " You're welcome. Would you like anything while you wait?" " Sure. A glass of whisky doesn't sound bad right about now" I replied. She poured me a glass and passed it to me. I nodded and took a sip. " I'll leave you here. I have some things to attend to," she said
Ray's P. O. VIt's been three days since my weird encounter with that ice cold waitress and honestly I can't stop thinking about her. Her beautiful long dark hair, sad or empty grey eyes and pale skin. Every cell in me just wants to see her again. She even appeared in my dream once although I wouldn't say if it was good one or a bad one.Right now I'm with Stacy and we just finished shopping. Since we were famished we decided to go to a restaurant to have lunch. I was hoping spending time with Stacy will help me forget about Vera but I don't think it helped one bit. My mind kept going back to Vera." Ray.... Are you listening?" Stacy asked for the umpeethnt time. I glanced at her, lost." I'm sorry, but were you saying something?" I asked." Oh my Gosh Ray, you've drifted off again."" I'm sorry.." I apologized." Tell me, what were you thinking about. Maybe I can help." Sh
Vera's P. O. V After a while, I finally leave for my grocery shopping. Putting my hair in a tight bun, I put a hoodie over it and began walking in the direction of the grocery store. All of a sudden I felt different. I felt as though someone is watching me and maybe following me. I stop, turning but find no one that I recognize behind me. I heave a sigh and try to relax. Maybe I'm just being paranoid.I begin walking, but this time I hasten my steps. The feeling comes back and I'm beginning to get scared. I look forward and see the grocery store in sight. The last distance I cover running and rush into the grocery store, panting heavily. I check my hands and realized they are sweating. Calm down Vera, no one's after you, I say to myself. After a few calming breaths, I begin shopping, buying everything on the list. My face is in my hoodie so no one can see me. Once I'm through, I pay for the goods and leave the store.
Vera. It's the morning of the next day. I sat close to the window in my room, staring out of it. Madam Deborah had told me what happened and how Ray rescued me. She also added that if he came around anytime, I should thank him. I sighed hearing that... I mean, I do owe him one, don't I? I wonder how things would have gone downhill if he hadn't come to help. Someone knocks at my door, opening it, and peeks in. I turn around and see it's Madam Deborah. She has a smile on her face and I manage one." Good morning." I greeted, my voice throaty." Good morning to you, too. Are you ready? The shop is open." She informed, coming in a little. I nod a bit, tucking my hair behind my ears." Okay. I'll be down in a minute." I reply. She nods and leaves the room. I stood up from the chair and tying my hair back in a ponytail, wear my necklace and walk out of the room. Another workday waiting for me.... 
(Next day) Ray's P. O. V I woke up the next day feeling groggy. Lying on the bed, I stayed awake for hours, still thinking about the picture I saw in my dad's study and why he doesn't want to talk about it. I eventually slept in the early hours of the morning, only to be woken up by my alarm. Stretching out, I proceeded to the bathroom and did my morning duties. Once I was done, I got out and cleaned myself out, wearing my clothes and other accessories. Putting on my wristwatch, I walked out of the room down to the kitchen I stopped at the kitchen to take a bottle of water from the fridge. Unscrewing the cap, I drank from it, my gaze wandering. That's when something caught my eye in the trash can. It was the picture, but this time it was in the trash bin. Who put it there? Looking around me and seeing no one nearby, I picked it up and removed the picture from the frame, then dispos
Ray.I stared at the figure before me, too shocked to speak. Surely, my mind must be playing tricks on me, because this looks too real to be true. Isn't Vera dead? The figure stared at me, moving closer. I resisted the urge to take a step back. She pulled her hoodie off, taking in a deep breath." Didn't think we'd meet this way..." She muttered rather dryly, her lips twitching. I took a step forward." Is this really you?" I asked, disbelief still evident in my voice. She nodded. " Am I really speaking to you?" I asked again. She nodded again. I scoffed, still not being able to wrap my head around it." You're not dead?" " No."" How can it be!? How's it possible? I thought you were dead!" I muttered." Well, I'm not." " If you're not dead, why didn't you show yourself years ago!!" I yelled, unable to keep still anymore." Now's not the time to explain. I came for another reason." She replied, her voice still painfully calm. I took in
Vera." Are you really going to kill him?" I asked Jeff moments later Commander Snake had left the room." If Commander Snake says we should do it, then we do it." He replies, not looking at me. The ache in my heart gets worse." What if..." I began, stopping myself. Taking a deep breath, I started again. " What if he didn't rat out on us? Won't we be taking an inncoents life?" Jeff looked at me then. " An inncoents life? He saw Ava. Didn't you see that? Why won't he rat out on us?!" I pursed my lips, looking at everywhere but him. Jeff walked closer, stopping inches in front of me. " By the way Ava, why did you freeze up the way you did? You know him somewhere?" He asked and flinched a bit, placing my hands on my throat. It was at the tip of my tongue to lie, but I knew I would never get away with it if I did." Yes... I do." I whispered." More the reason he should be dead." Jeff replied without a moments hesitation. Then turned, walking away.
(Few days later)Vera.Standing beside Commander Snake, I tried to pay attention to what he was saying as I kept getting distracted. There was a new mission on ground and just like the others, it was all high profile. Unlike the others where would meet the victim in his home or hotel, this one was going to take place in a party so we need to be extra careful Commander Snake gave a list of instructions and things we should watch out for and once he was done, dismissed us. From the corner of my eyes, I watched as Jeff and Kira walk away, chuckling at something one of them said. Lately, Jeff's been hanging out with Kira. Not that I'm jealous but it has gotten to a point where I'm beginning to think they're doing it on purpose because Jeff ignores me whenever I try to talk to him. Normally, I would leave him alone but today I couldn't, I really need to talk to him.Walking up towards them and tapped Jeff lightly on the shoulder. He stopped but didn't turn, only swiveled h
Vera. " What are you doing?!" I asked, my heart pounding. staggering away from him, I tried it steady my nerves. He had a shocked look on at first but quickly sobered up. " What does it look like I'm doing? Kissing you." He leaned in again but this time I pushed him away, standing on my feet. " I don't why you keep forcing this Jeff. I told you I'm not ready." The shock on his face melted to reveal a hidden anger. " It's been 5 years!" He shot back. " I'm sorry, I just can't do it. I can't." I replied, avoiding his gaze. I didn't realize how close he was until I looked up. " Are you seeing someone else?" He asked calmly, but I couldn't help but shudder at the tone of his voice. "N-no of course not!" I replied, shaking my head. He held me still and tried to kiss me again. I struggled this time around, eage
Vera.Waking up a few moments later, my eyes travelled to the window next to me. It was still dark. Very slowly a smile begins to stretch my lips. I'll be seeing my daughter again. I jumped out of the bed, hurrying towards the bathroom. I need to get ready! I hurried through my morning routine, coming out of the bathroom moments later. I immediately picked out an outfit that would hide me. Brushing out my hair and applying a bit of make-up, I was ready. I picked up my bag and car keys, stepping out of my room.Although it was still dawn, Jeff was already out working on his laptop. I greeted him, about to leave when he called me back." We should go out after this." He said, sparing me a glance. I stopped, turning." What?" I asked. He looked up at me." When you come back from your daughter. We should go out." " Oh... Okay. Sure." I nodded and stepped out. Walking towards the garage, I sought out my car and stepped in, turning it on and driving o
5 years later.Ray walked into ma'am Deborah restaurant, glancing around so he could look for her. Ma'am Deborah was the first to see him however. " Raymond!" She called out, walking towards him. Ray stopped,a small grin breaking out. Once ma'am Deborah was in front of him, she pulled him into a hug. Ray stiffened at first but soon relaxed, tightening his hands around her. Eventually she pulled away." It's been so long! Where have you been!?" She asked, holding his hands. He chuckled, then settled into a soft sigh." Away. Anywhere that was far away from here." He replied sincerely. Ma'am Deborah took a proper look at him. Although he still looked the same, he was no longer the young, charming Ray she first met. She had to blame time and grief for ageing him so quickly. A few inches taller, a deep set eyes that sparkled less, and a very evident stubble. She could detect some faint frown lines and her heart broke a little inside. She shook it aside and smiled wa
" I found this child in my doorstep when I woke up last night. What am I supposed to do with it?" Ma'am Deborah asked the police officer, who was busy scribbling something into his note. " Did you now...." He muttered, uninterested. Glancing at her, he folded his hands, pressing his lips together. "Well... I don't know ma'am. You're going to have to take it to the hospital." He announced. " I already did that. I had the baby tested and they say she's in perfect health condition. What I don't understand is why anyone would want to live a child on my doorstep." The police then shifted his gaze towards the baby, who was already twitching in ma'am Deborah arms. A cursory look and he sighed. " She's still really young. How old?" " Probably a few weeks." Ma'am Deborah replied, rocking her. " According to the doctor." " Well, you can take care of
Vera. I finally went back to the pack. And as expected, they were excited to see me. Or should I say... Jeff was happy to see me. Commander Snake still had that indifferent look on although I caught a hint of approval. Kira looked like she was going to explode, her eyes blazing and ears red. I paid no attention to her. " Vera!" Jeff said as he rushed to hug me. I stiffened, unfamiliar with the warmth. " For a second there, I thought you wouldn't return." He muttered against my ears. " Hey... " I began as we disengaged. " I said I'll be back, and here I am. Although I'll have to admit, I didn't want to be back." He nodded, his lips still curled up. I grimaced, looking around. The base looked different now... Sophisticated. You wouldn't even know this place is a home for highly trained robbers. " Wow... This place looks amazing. How did you get all the money to afford all of this?" I ask offh
( A few months later) Chapter 9 Biting my lips so as to suppress a groan, I leaned heavily on the broomstick, breathing heavily. My stomach is so huge now and the added weight really isn't helping matters. Not to mention how uncomfortable have been feeling. When I finally managed to afford an hospitals visit, I was told I would be due in a few days. I've been dreading and expecting the day. I continued working even as the discomfort tripled. My boss saw me and probably out of pity, told me to take a break. I muttered my thanks and went to look for a quiet place to seat and rest my head. I was already drifting off when my phone buzzed, waking me up. I picked it up to check who the caller was. No other than Jeff. Breathing out, I picked it up. " Hey...." I muttered, my voice sounding scratchy. I ran a hand through my